A sharp explosion sounded at this moment, followed not only by a sharp sword light, but also by an almost unimaginable momentum.

The surrounding air seems to have changed under the guidance of the tip of the sword, creating an unusually extreme high-pressure environment.

[Thirteenth Layer of Heavenly Slash - Ninth Layer of Heaven: Storm Heaven!!! 】

The surrounding air seems to have changed under the guidance of the tip of the sword, creating an unusually extreme high-pressure environment.

This pressure is comparable to the pressure of 3.6 million atmospheres in Terra's internal core, and its strength is enough to shake the entire world.

A majestic sword aura condensed in the air.

These sword qi were not only incomparably sharp, but also carried an overwhelming force, as if they could cut through any substance.

The sky was obscured, the starlight was blocked, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in this magnificent sword qi.

Around these sword qi, a huge field was formed, which was made up of white gangfeng.

Bumper ——————

[Storm Paradise] VS [The Key to the End]

The ever-rotating power of the Final Majesty cut a normal gap from the pressure of 3.6 million atmospheres, and the white-haired, white-eyed angel with eighteen wings on his back held it and collided with the Iberian supreme art.

When the blades of the two collided together, there was a crisp sound like a crystal cracking.

The sound seemed to pierce the entire battlefield, pausing all the sounds of battle.

Immediately after, the eighteen wings of light behind the angel began to change, they first trembled slightly under the old man's wind, as if pushed by an invisible force, and the particles of the light wings began to escape backwards, shining with the last brilliance.

Then, as if they could not withstand the powerful force, these wings of light began to explode violently like crystals.

Click-

The shattering of the light wings brought a dazzling burst of light, and the light particles scattered and splashed in the air, forming a spectacular and tragic scene.

Each fragment of light wings shimmered with brilliant brilliance, like a falling star, beautiful but full of sorrow.

"Hahaha-"

Juan Martínez's face was full of hearty smiles, and he said in a very smug tone:

"I will be the first to slay the crown of the sword-bearer of the kingdom of heaven, and I will cut off the arrogance of the kingdom of heaven!!

The fourth sword-wielder in the kingdom of heaven, this era is not as simple as you think, you arrogant angels are destined to pay the price for your arrogance! ”

At the apex of this battle between heaven and earth, the white-haired angel's eighteen light wings shattered, and the final authority in his hand spun at an astonishing speed, carrying unparalleled power and colliding fiercely with the old man's long sword.

At this moment, the space itself seemed to feel the impact of two forces, and it clicked under this powerful pressure, as if it was under a load beyond its limit.

Click!

Click!!

Click!!

From the core of the collision between the two, countless small and deep spatial cracks began to extend rapidly, spreading in all directions like spider webs.

These cracks cut irregular traces in the space, and their appearance made the entire battlefield look like a shattered mirror, broken and intricate.

As these spatial cracks continue to expand, the structure of the space itself seems to become fragile and unstable.

Every crack was accompanied by a clattering sound that echoed across the battlefield.

The endless wind and extreme atmospheric pressure unleashed by Juan finally broke the last line of defense of the white-haired angel.

The Gang Wind was like a sharp blade, raging and violent, and they danced wildly in the air, forming a huge Gang sword.

This Gang sword was under his control, and it struck the right hand of the fourth sword-wielder in the heavenly kingdom with unerring accuracy.

Under that decisive blow, the angel's right hand holding the ultimate authority was inevitably severed.

Poof—

The blood gushing out from the severed arm was like a crimson flower blooming, dyeing the surrounding space with a touch of sadness.

The severed arm carries the ultimate authority, slowly falling from the sky, like a meteor piercing the night sky, heralding the fall of an angel.

The joy of slaying the fourth sword-wielder in Heaven filled Juan Martínez's heart in an instant.

This is an indescribable refreshment, and this refreshment makes him can't help but open the champagne halfway!

"Hahaha-"

If the sword-bearer of Heaven dies at his own hands, his reputation will be even greater than that of the [Father of the Electronic Channel].

When I think of this, the smile on the corner of my mouth can't be stopped at all.

Click-

At this time, Juan's long sword could not withstand this fierce confrontation, and it broke in two, and the cracks on his [REDACT CROWN] increased.

However, he didn't care at all.

Because he's going to be here.

Kill the Fourth Sword Bearer of Heaven!

"Die!!!"

With one of his remaining blades, he stabbed the angel in the neck with precision, like a judge pronouncing the final sentence of a sinner.

The old man's other hand gripped the fallen severed arm as if it were holding the reins of fate, leading the battle to its end.

A dark red glow seemed to emanate from its neck, and although it was not obvious, it contained a deep meaning.

That's the sheen of blood.

With this glimmer of light, blood-colored juice sprayed out like pulp, and Juan's face was covered in a layer of redness.

The flush was stark on his old skin.

The corners of his mouth cracked, forming a maniacal and twisted smile that seemed to reveal his madness and obsession with victory.

"Boom, Boom—"

Refreshing!

It's so cool!!

It's so TMD!!

Juan Martínez pinched the neck of the corpse of the Fourth Sword Bearer in Heaven with his right hand, and pinched the severed arm holding the [Key to the End] with his left hand, his heart filled with irrepressible joy and fanaticism.

However, he is not to blame.

He can't be blamed for this, who can resist this ecstasy.

No one!

There is no one!!

It's a great feeling!!

The crazy smile on the corner of his mouth could not be stopped, and the laughter echoed across the empty battlefield, full of the arrogance of the victor.

However, this crazy joy did not last long.

"Lao Deng, did anyone say that your laughter is obscene?"

Miscellaneous...... Is it?

Suddenly, an unexpected turn of events shattered Juan Martínez's pride.

His face was quickly covered with horror, and the originally frenzied laughter came to an abrupt end.

Poof—

In this incredible moment, he lowered his head and his gaze fell on his abdomen.

There, a scarlet spear, with thirty sharp barbs, popped out, and the body was stained with blood.

At this moment, time seems to freeze.

What was supposed to be victory and joy instantly turned into shock and disbelief.

"It's ......"

He slowly turned his gaze to the angel corpse in his hand.

At this moment, a mysterious disc suddenly appeared on the angel's forehead, which slowly rotated, emitting a supernatural light.

With the appearance of the disc, the form of what was supposed to be an angel's corpse began to change strangely.

The corpse slowly deformed, eventually turning into a stand-in named Elig.

"Wear ...... Morality...... Gauze...... Change...... War...... The results ...... Thought...... Fraudulent ......"

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

"Hat-trick success."

Familiar words rang in his ears, and the scarlet spear spun wildly.

A jade-white hand reached out and grasped his dying [crown] full of cracked marks.

Then, slowly and firmly grasp it.

Click-

The aura shattered.

Juan felt a pain that he had never felt before, it was not just physical torture, but more like a cry from the depths of his soul.

All his organs, all his cells, seemed to be occupied by intense pain.

His internal organs twisted and trembled in the pain, as if each part was crying out in pain in its own way.

This pain goes deep into the bone marrow and spreads from the inside out.

His heart seemed to be held tightly by an invisible hand, and each beat brought new pain. His lungs felt like they were being burned by flames with every breath, and the air became irritating and painful.

His intestines seemed to be cut by countless blades, and every peristasis was torture.

This painful sensation is not confined to one part of the body, it is all over the body and everywhere.

His nerve endings seemed to be stimulated by countless needles, and every inch of his skin sensitively reacted to the intense pain.

His ears seemed to hear the wailing of his own internal organs, his eyes blurred in pain, and the world became distorted.

On the other side, behind Juan Martínez.

Xia Xiu slowly let go of the [Gun of Gayaberg].

The [Powerful Piercing], [Blade Slash Saw], [Disemboweling], and [Heart Lock] on the gun have all been triggered, and he just used [Supreme Hand] to directly pinch Juan Martinez's dying crown.

At this moment, Xia Xiu's whole person looked a little embarrassed.

The clothes on his upper body were completely gone, and what was exposed was the perfect abs like David's, and the light wings behind him had disappeared, and although the white hair and eyes were still there, they did not have the first holy light.

"Juan Martínez, you've already lost."

Xia Xiu stretched out his hand and took the [Key to End] from the [Elige] severed arm.

Although the battle was an encounter, Juan Martínez was already in his calculations from the very beginning of the fight.

Don Quixote mod's [Absurd Manipulation - Mind Impact], hat-trick mod's [Full Fuzziness] and [Double-Switching], [Thought Seal: Mind Pollution] and [War Change] on [Elig] disc, and [Deep Elemental Impact] on [The Key to the End].

The most important of these is the [Deep Factor Impact], and there are three main types of [Rational Analysis Pollution] he provides.

Direct Pollution: [The Crowner] directly injects unknowable elements into the subject's mind, causing an instantaneous cognitive breakdown or madness.

Indirect Guidance: Through the pedigree network, [the Crowner] displays certain images or information similar to the unknowable elements to the target, causing the target to be mentally harmed when attempting to interpret it.

Ongoing Erosion: [The Crowner] implants the unknowable into the target's mythic factor, causing it to be subject to cognitive distortions for a period of time.

Juan Martínez was tainted by [The Key to the End] from the very beginning without knowing it, so he didn't even know that he finally changed his vest to Boshi Xia Xiu, and because of the continuous contamination, his brain was a little out of order at the end.

Juan, the old man, finally lost to the young man's lack of martial virtues.

What kind of owner has what kind of authority.

[The Key to the End] is the embodiment of Xia Xiu's intrinsic nature, and his power is not only reflected in the [Zero Day Attack] attribute of the big explosion.

"Juan Martínez, I've always been very opposed to being called arrogant, you know, I'm not going to deny the way the enemy lives, and I'm not going to deny the meaning that the enemy is seeking.

I may be disgusted by the viciousness of the enemy at one point, but there will also be times when I show respect for the enemy.

I felt pity for some of my enemies, thinking that it should not have been. But after thinking about it, he chose his life and made his own decision, and since this is the case, mercy is wrong, and I should respect him, my enemy.

Although sometimes their combat ability is very weak, but they have become very 'strong' because of their ideas, which may sound paradoxical, but it is true.

There is only one kind of respect for a powerful enemy, fighting, fighting without leaving any stone unturned, and then recognizing his strength. ”

The white eyes in Xia Xiu's head stared at Juan, who was about to die.

Juan was revealing his true side at this moment.

The fear and timidity that he had been hiding all along, and even he himself did not want to admit, had nowhere to hide at this moment.

His eyes were full of horror, and those eyes that were once cold and unforgiving were now only flustered and confused.

As the shadow of death loomed, his usual haughty posture began to crumble, replaced by an almost pitiful cowardice.

His lips trembled, and he tried to say something, but he could only murmur feebly.

"No...... To ......"

His hands trembled unconsciously, as if seeking a non-existent salvation.

His face was no longer the expression of the confident [Crowner] and the superior one, but an ordinary old man who was completely distorted by fear.

"Juan Martínez, I said, you're really just getting old. You're not like Pedro, he may be an idiot, but you're a worse person than a fool.

For you, you can only gain the affection of others if you wrap yourself in the skin of the stupidest animal.

To show intelligence is to indirectly point out the stupidity and incompetence of others, so you don't like Pedro, he's not like you. ”

The white-haired angel's murderous words continued.

"There is nothing that makes a person happy more than vanity, but it can only be satisfied by comparing oneself with others.

The most worthy of a person's pride is actually his spiritual and ideological qualities, because the superiority of man over animals is reflected in this aspect.

Therefore, if a person shows his strengths in this regard, especially in front of others, he is very reckless and rude.

You think Pedro is rude, but what about you, you're worse than him.

Because you are a little wiser, you are the wisest fool in the world. ”

Murder is nothing more than this.

Pedro once said the same thing: neither omniscience nor ignorance can cause arrogance, and the only thing that can make people arrogant is to know a little but not be blind.

Juan Martínez's pain was exacerbated by the cold statement of the Fourth Sword Bearer of the Heavenly Kingdom, which was as deep as an abyss, drowning him entirely.

He struggled in this untold pain, and every attempt to get out of it was in vain.

It is a pain not only physically, but also mentally, which makes Juan Martínez feel that every moment of existence is filled with unbearable pain and despair.

"You...... Guys, I thought ...... You're doing the right ......, whether it's ...... Morality...... Luo is still ...... Heaven, you are all just ...... Doing things that don't make sense, no ...... Significance...... It means incorrect. ”

Death was imminent, and Juan Martínez let out his last roar.

Pedro is stupid, if he doesn't interfere with the Miguelsette family, if he doesn't have that naïve idea, then nothing will happen.

Heaven is incomprehensible, and the utopia pursued by the angels is as meaningless as Pedro's.

It is impossible for human beings to reach spiritual heights, absolutely impossible!

Something that doesn't make sense is just not right.

"Just because it's incorrect doesn't mean it's meaningless.

This is true of falsehood, but so is true of truth;

This is true of God, and so it is with man;

So it is with the angels, and so it is with the lambs;

So I am, and so do you. ”

The fourth sword-wielder of the Heavenly Kingdom raised the authority of the end and said.

"You ...... Really...... Or is it so...... Arrogant ......"

At the last moment before death came, Juan Martínez still had in mind:

How is it possible for human beings to reach spiritual heights?

How many more fools like Pedro are there?

Poof—

The sound of flesh collapsing rang out on Callisto.

Juan Martínez, d!